I sit at night and find myself scrolling endlessly, reel after reel. The blue light penetrating deep into the back of my retinas. Swipe. A border-collie howling along with a keyboard, adorable. Like. Swipe. A new Italian sandwich-spot in Dublin, nice. Saved. I’ll check that out later. Swipe. A gym-bro posing in a mirror, not-for-me. Swipe. Anyone who has social media knows, it’s constant.